I dont have one of those drastic “pulled from a burning buidling”, or “rescued from drugs and addiction” type of testimonies. Those you who do have those testimonies, believe it or not, are truly blessed. My testimony is not extravagant or anything to brag about, but like any testimony, Christ is involved. and I believe that any time He is mentioned… it is something extremely extravagant and something that should never go unmentioned. So here it is. Look at how Christ saved another soul.
I asked Jesus to come into my heart when I was about 5 years old. I was taking a nap in my room on a Sunday afternoon when I woke up and realized in a random, childlike way, that I had not asked Jesus to come into my heart. So I prayed a simple, 6 word prayer: Jesus Please come into my heart. And you know what? He did. In that moment, I was justified. Christ took away my sin and I was going to heaven. In that moment, Christ started to work in my heart, He started to prepare my heart for total commitment, for total surrender…. but I was five, there was no way I would even know what that meant. But, I began to grow up. I remember the first time I felt God’s presence in a worship service, I remember the first time I was moved by a song, I remember the first time I ever longed for heaven, and I remember the surprise I had when Istarted crying when my sister got saved! I didnt understand why I did those things, or felt those things, but I sure was about to find out.
During my 6th grade year, at the See You at the Pole rally at my church (it was the year we got the orange, black and white, baseball shirts for those of you who can remember..:)..) God started working on me. That was the night He started beckoning me into a full blown, love relationship with Him. And I was terrified. I didnt know what was going on or why I felt a strange tugging at my heart. And that night… the doubts began. I started thinking things like, “How could I have truly meant it when I asked Him in my heart as a five year old?! and how did my life change after I asked Him in my heart?! I was only five!” So that doubt settled, and that night began the hardest and darkest time I have ever experienced so far in my Christian walk. All throughout my 6th grade year, and even into the summer, I doubted and searched. I tried to find peace and I was just confused! During the first semester of my 7th grade year it got bad. I remember crying out to God every single night out of fear and just anger that I didnt KNOW I was saved! Many times I would just sob on my bed, slam my fist into my pillow and just beg God to save me!! or at least Why i felt this way! My mom gave me verses, and I knew I was saved, but nothing seemed to ease the doubt and darkness and frustration.
Well, after Christmas that year and at the beginning of January, I went on a Middle school weekend retreat called Winter Haven. It was extremely fun and all of the messages were perfect. But during the very last service, I completely broke. And when I say broke, I mean I fell apart. During the invitation Joey Turner asked those who were unsure of their salvation to raise their hand. I didnt raise my hand. I instead did everything I could to not start balling my eyes out. When the service was finally over and everyone started to disperse to “Olympic Games” I walked up to Joey and burst out into tears. Im pretty sure I scared him half to death and I felt like an idiot. Well somehow I managed to choke out, “I…dont…know…if…im…saved!” And he said, “well then. We gotta get that nailed down”. So I went with his wife Amy to another room and I sat down with her for a long time as she started telling me all the stuff i’d already heard, she kept asking me what I wanted and what was going on and I told her I honestly didnt know. I mean, I wanted to nail down my salvation, but for some reason, I had a hard time saying I wasnt saved. I knew I knew God. Why else would I have been feeling this way? She presented me the plan of salvation, gave me more verses, and more advice. And It was awesome stuff, but I had heard it before. I ended up just agreeing to something she said and just prayed a quick prayer to end it. I think I just did it because I was embarrassed. And I somehow knew that this wasnt what God wanted.
When I got home late that night, I went and talked to my mom about what I did with Amy. My mom seemed happy but still kind of concerned. She could tell I was embarrassed by the whole thing because, well she’s a mom and she’s just good like that. We sat on my bed and just began to talk about it. And although we had talked about it before, for some reason what she said that night really struck a chord with me. She talked about how we all have to take steps in our salvation, and how there was a time in her life when she had to kneel down and pray for God to not let her get up until she was somehow different, and closer to Him. So that night, after she left, when I was all alone in my quiet room, I got down on my knees. I was so open with God, the most open I had ever been, I told Him I was His. I told Him I wanted to live for Him, and I begged Him not to let me wake up the next morning feeling the same doubt, disbelief, and confusion that I had been feeling for over a year. That was the night I surrendered. The next day… I woke up smiling. I became dedicated to the work of My savior. I began a quiet time and started committing myself to prayer and began to seek and search for Him. And later into the summer before my 8th grade year… buddy did i find Him.
That Summer, I went to middle school church camp which at this time was still at Rocky Bottom camp for the blind….ahhh great place
. So we get there and I mean, this was an awesome year of camp.I had some great friends and everything we did was just great!! We went to camp McCall for a day and did all the ropes courses and gliders, and swings and yeah it was pretty sweet. But the sweetest thing about it was during the creative worship chapel. Now, everyone who has ever been to a camp with Rock springs knows that this is the night you just dont wear mascara for. Everyone knows God’s gonna do something and everyone expects it. Everyone is even looking forward to it… so of course, God does it. He changes people’s lives. And I was totally not expecting the change He poured out on me. I dont even remember what the theme of the service was, iIdont remember what was so creative about it, and I dont even know what the skits were about. But I do know that many people’s lived were changed that night. If I remember correctly, there were about 20 people who made decisions that night and it was a LONG service. Long in a good way. Everyone was crying (of course) and everyone was hugging… and still crying. But, sometime in the middle of all the crying and sobbing I heard around me, I heard something different. I heard God. I heard God in the clearest way I have ever heard Him. I mean I physically felt all the breath in my body leave me, I mean… talk about goose bumps, this was the power of God. And I heard this ring clear as a bell throughout the entire chapel… “Sydney, I love you. And I died for you because I Love you so perfectly…” so I started laughing!!! I mean Iwas smiling and laughing and I wanted to just run out of the room rejoicing! Jesus loves ME!!! He died for ME!!! It was in that moment that Christ revealed to me His presence.He had been there ever since that day when i was 5 years old and i asked him to come into my heart, but on this particular night He must of seen my faith, He must of seen that I was truly going after Him, so He cut open my heart and just jumped right on in. That night I “got the joy” as I call it. Sanctification occurred.Christ entered my life and with Him, came so much joy, and so much peace. I mean it was a crazy experience that I believe every born again Christian has to experience at some point in their life. MY life changed that night. I looked at life differently, I acted differently, I became confident. I wasn’t a shy, timid, fearful, worrier anymore. I became a strong, humble, faithful, Warrior. I got home from camp and determined in my heart that this was for real. This was permanent. No more doubting, no more fearing. It was all God, and He now had my life and He loved me to death….literally. It was… awesome.
[alright im almost over rambling but this is necessary]
Now I can promise you that everything has not been happy go lucky from that point, I mean there have been storms and dry spots. Times where I didnt know why things were happening, and times I had to learn what it truly meant to trust God. There have been times when I didnt feel Him. And times where i was knocked down on the floor and disciplined. But you know what? I go through these things BECAUSE Christ is in my life. He teaches me and guides me, and shows me ways to glorify Him! Its so cool how it all works! I have hope. I have joy. I have peace. I know God will ultimately triumph. I am growing, and I pray that I never ever, EVER stop growing. I desire to become closer to My Lord every single day because He is the ruler, and sustainer of EVERYTHING. HE IS SO AMAZING! He gives us a chance to have a relationship with him, so i mean DUH! I am gonna take Him up on that offer!! Its a great adventure guys. seriously. If you have never experienced this joy, if you have never experienced this love! then please please please!! do NOT do another thing until you figure it out. Come ask me, or ask someone you know who does “have the joy” how you can get it too. Because dudes… God wants you. He’s calling you right now to Himself. HE wants to love you and have an intimate relationship with you. so go ahead and take the plunge. You’ll never look back.